| Falling _____ shadow of _________
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| Beneath us, wander without a lead
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| Burning descent
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| We are framed to think…
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| «It would be nice to lay in Paris or Venice, I’m blind"(?)
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| Lost in the fire and feeling no doors
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| Lost on my descent
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| We know we’re soon to go
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| We’re so delicious to ______ (?)
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| Alone this time (?)
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| Save this confirmation until the _________
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| Ooo let it all go
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| Life
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| We’re all lost in the desert of pain (?)
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| Safer than the seas now (?)
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| _________ live between the pulse? |
| (?)
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| When must self
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| ________________ think
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| Or is this all ______? |
| (?)
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| We know we’re soon to go
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| We’re so delicious to ______ (?)
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| Alone this time (?)
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| Now we know you’re soon to go
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| You’re so delicious to ______ (?)
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| Alone this time (?)
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| Who would deny that I can see him next to me?
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| Such a creation that achieves
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| A vile level _________
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| Holding that I remember me
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| Taking back our mystery
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| Let it be, let it be
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| Judging instead by the man inside
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| Choose can make its way to life (?)
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| Stupid and blind
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| Who could deny?
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| Who would deny you’re one of me?
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| One of me…
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| Make it go
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| I am inside all of my chaos
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| Who would deny?
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| Who would deny that I can feel our fate?
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| Or so many _________
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| Nothing’s forsaken, no matter, there is hope
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| Be the change
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| Or learn to be returned through the endless
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| Who am I to feel this way?
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| Be the change
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| Or learn to be returned through the endless
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| Who am I to feel this way? |